I met Tasker on September 17th 2006. He’d been found at a shelter in Virginia after being taken from a hoarder. His BREW name was Snackster and I was told he was given that name by a 3 year old when his family tried to adopt him. Task was considerd an escape risk and was returned back to BREW.
It was slow and cautious going at first. I hand fed Tasker kibble and treats to get him comfortable and he gradually began to show his trust. Within a few months I had a bud that didn’t leave my side. It took a couple years for him to come out of his shell completely, but my family and friends were soon talking about how much the formerly shy dog that hid under tables was the center of family gatherings big and small. His escape risk proved to be short lived as well, as he would prove himself time and again to be a full fledged home body. Once, when we lived in Baltimore, his collar broke and he ran down the block. His destination, our door mat. He waited patiently for me as if to say, see this is why I hate walks (and he made his opinion on walks all too clear).
Tasker was smart and loyal, goofy and driven. To his friends and family, he was Task, Taskman, T-man and Mcgillacuddy. He will be missed by the people and dogs he touched around the country. I’ll remember him most for how no lock or gate could contain him, and how he’d happily curl up on the floor of the car wether we were going to PetSmart or New York. Over the years he welcomed with open arms My Wife, Beth, her lab mix, Nelson, and our now 18 month old Daughter, Lily.
He left us at 5:15 PM on Thursday, May 17th, 2018 after a couple years of Kidney trouble.
He was my best friend and I miss him very much.
As I told him everyday when I left for work,
See ya later, pal. Be Good.
-Joe, Beth, Lily, and Nelson.